 Hello and welcome to the SCP vs series. A month ago I ran a poll to see who you'd like to see battle next and I did the winner last time around. Now in second place was something I personally kind of wanted to see so I decided to do it as well. I just was going to do it after the other. The comments I saw were I would like to see SCP 343 turning 106 human again from old man and 106 vs SCP 343 death battle can 343 die 343 is a god in our dimension but 106 is a god in his own. Would 343 be able to escape the pocket dimension? No interactions or anything similar to that have been recorded on the wiki that I know of so you'll have a lot of freedom which is probably true but that's true of every tale it doesn't matter if it's been done on the wiki or not really like this version of SCP 343 is my own version of SCP 343 should line up mostly with the canonical interpretation in the article because the article is super short so it doesn't really matter anyway all this got me thinking and honestly after I started thinking about it really hardcore and after I'd mentioned that I was going to do it I was thinking to myself how will I approach this it's very very difficult to actually do because SCP 106 doesn't talk so I've got to figure out a way the first part where I'd like to see him turned into human again that was I think the key to making this work so anyway this is what I came up with SCP 343 stood stone faced staring at SCP 106 who probed the pure white room for an exit everything that 106 touch turned brown and black and peeled slightly away from his hands and feet but the room itself was featureless and it was lit with a glow that didn't really originate from any one point it was simply bright. SCP 343 stood up as the rotting man tried to reach a hand through the wall again there's no way out of here right now you get your little pockets of nothing and I get mine the old man looked over at SCP 343 with a lopsided grin that slowly fell relief it offered with a dark raspy voice eventually don't struggle this is my home and I can do whatever I want here and I've been talking to your fellows they're all quite interesting the stuff in containment at this site it's just most of it's born in places I I couldn't see but not you I know you you were born out in the open the shrunken elderly form of SCP 106 puffed up in an instant and advanced on SCP 343 but every step he took gained him no ground it was as if he was walking through quicksand no wait mud the room suddenly shifted and the two were standing in a muddy trench lined every six feet or so with wooden beams to support the sagging earth to create a space of just four or five feet to stand in a nearly transparent soldier with flat gray eyes suddenly ran between the two of them partially passing through both the sound of gunshots echoed briefly in the distance and then were silent the old man said with a chuckle yes but we really can't discuss this easily if you're going to remain monalexical SCP 343 snapped his fingers and the old man's blackened skin suddenly began to show life underneath it was a young soldier and then clothing appeared similar in dress to the ghostly soldiers that were now visible all around them and then the young soldier that had recently been created suddenly shifted over in a blur to the body of the soldier with the gray eyes that had passed by them earlier who was now sitting in a lonely corner of the trench now that is quite a trick the young man said with a grin to no one in particular the remaining soldiers paid him little attention save for a rare glance phil would scorn perhaps they were used to him muttering to himself or perhaps this was simply a conversation they couldn't hear or see SCP 343 smirked they don't like you no they don't but people seldom they like things they do not understand well that's why I brought you here I just want to understand what makes you you ah yes returning me to a simpler time but min font for god and country no not for me never for me this an scp 343 motion to the sky this is designed by min to extract suffering and turn it into something meaningful of course and it's beautiful it's hell well you would know maybe it's something you'd know as well right I mean you built your own little dimension based in part on this place well we all returned to the same old standards eventually this place was a refuge for me those men see it as grave a punishment but I came here seeking a home something happened something always happens I wasn't born a monster perhaps I was but a different kind the streets of London rejected me robbed me of the things I wanted so I took what I wanted and I came here one step ahead of the noose how many people died before you came here who dozens most forgotten a somewhere a bit more important but I managed to stay out of the papers until of course the last one now how's I to know that he was a lord pitiful clothing for nobility but there's no accounting for taste and you don't regret any of it well tell me do you the greatest mass murderer of all time the young man waved a hand at the trench all of this is you millions marched to their deaths for a war that won't change anything and in 20 years there'll be another that's even worse and all you had to do was step in say no more and these people would live but you and I both know the truth of the matter the death is just the beginning of our suffering SCP 343 looked off into the distance and then he snapped his fingers again the trench fell away and the sky darkened to pitch black the two of them stood in the middle of a dark room with the sound of a slow drip echoing constantly and the only thing they could see was each other this place is important to you is this where it ends what is this place magnificent black slime climbed up the young man's body engulfing him in just a second SCP 343 reached a hand up to snap when the darkened form reached into his chest my SCP 343 gulped suddenly as the hand passed through him and then he began to choke he couldn't breathe at all his hand dropped his vision went dark no gods he SCP 343 collapsed to the ground and SCP 106 finally released him SCP 343 went to snap his fingers again but this time he found them covered in a black icker his eyes went wide as SCP 106 loomed over him with an impossibly wide grin the burning black slime was beginning to melt his back as he crawled backwards to try and get away from the monster then he found himself slipping through the floor he sank into the black tar slowly screaming trying to grab at the edges but he found no purchase and then just as suddenly he fell out into his own white room covered in burning black slime and he could feel the same substance deep in his lungs he spent the next few minutes coughing it up while a dark chuckle echoed off the walls and that's that I don't know if I have any more SCP 343 battles in me I actually could briefly considered killing him off in this particular tale but then I figured nah maybe I'll do at least one more let me know as a reply to the pinned comment I'm gonna make below who you think should be battled next and it doesn't have to involve SCP 343 if you've got another idea go ahead just tell me what you would like to see who you'd like to see and what kind of battle you want it to be any SCP characters or objects will do I think next time around I'm probably going to try something a little bit more action heavy I'm not sure what you know what just make some suggestions and I'll look through them but if you like the content be sure to hit the subscribe button and the notification bell next to that so you're alerted as soon as the new videos go up if you want to support 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